Douluo: When the piano sounds, the hidden weapon returns to the factory

Time slipped by unnoticed during his cultivation on Seagod Island. When Feng Yao fully absorbed the energy of the seventh divinely bestowed soul ring, a reward from the Seagod, and integrated it into his dual soul cores, the quantitative change finally triggered a qualitative leap. This was not only due to the immense divine power of the soul ring itself, but also to his profound understanding of the Golden Thirteen Halberds over a long period. The vast and profound principles contained within each halberd technique were constantly expanding the boundaries of his understanding of power and rules.

At a certain moment, as if breaking through some invisible shackles, the surging soul power and vast spiritual power within his body perfectly merged, resulting in a tremendous transformation! The barrier of the peak level ninety-eight shattered in response, and a powerful aura far surpassing his previous strength soared into the sky from his body, causing the surrounding sea god's light to resonate and rejoice!
Level 99! Limit Douluo!
At this moment, Feng Yao officially stepped into the pinnacle realm that mortal soul masters could reach! Reaching the limit of this world, he felt his connection with the entire ocean become even closer. With a slight thought, he could draw upon the vast power of heaven and earth, and his perception of space, elements, and laws reached a completely new level.

Having stabilized his cultivation level, Feng Yao calculated the time. Ning Rongrong, Dugu Yan, and Ye Lingling had all completed their assessments, and their strength was now vastly different. The situation on the mainland was rapidly changing; it was time to return.

The following morning, Feng Yao and the three women finished packing and prepared to bid farewell to Poseidon before setting off to leave Poseidon Island.

However, when they arrived at the Temple of Poseidon, they found Poseidon already waiting there. Today, she seemed to have specially tidied her appearance; although she still couldn't hide her age, her eyes had a clearer and more solemn look than usual.

"Xiao Feng, are you preparing to leave?" Poseidon's hoarse voice rang out first.

Feng Yao nodded respectfully and said, "Yes, senior. The situation on the mainland is unclear, and we are worried about our homeland, so we are preparing to return today."

Upon hearing this, Poseidon remained silent for a moment, then looked up at the enormous statue of the sea god in the center of the temple, as if listening to something. After a moment, she slowly turned her head, her gaze solemn as she looked at Feng Yao, and said, word by word, "Just now, the sea god issued a divine decree."

Everyone tensed up and listened intently, holding their breath.

Poseidon continued, “The Sea God said: Feng Yao, you have reached the peak of the mortal realm, and your divine position is within reach. However, the path to godhood is fraught with tribulations. The Sea God suggests... that you should stay on Sea God Island, complete your final inheritance here, pass on your divine position, and forge your godhood before returning to the mainland.”

She paused, her tone growing heavier, carrying an indescribable warning: "The Sea God warns that if you rashly return now in your mortal form... what you will face will likely far exceed your imagination. It is not a simple power struggle; the dangers and variables contained within are so great that even with your current Limit Douluo cultivation, you may find it difficult to withstand, and there is even the risk of... your demise."

The sea god's oracle was like a bucket of cold water poured over everyone's hearts. Their initial joy at returning home was instantly replaced by immense solemnity. Even the sea god himself had issued a decree, warning of a grave danger ahead that could even kill a Limit Douluo?

Upon hearing this, the three women frowned instantly, their faces filled with worry. Feng Yao was also alarmed. He knew that Poseidon would never falsely convey divine will; a warning personally sent by the Sea God must foreshadow a momentous change on the continent that even the gods were taking notice of. What terrifying existence or situation could make the Sea God believe that he, having already reached the peak of level ninety-nine, would still face the danger of death upon returning to the continent?

It's likely that Bibi Dong has completely inherited the Rakshasa God's position... and that... that Asura God who controls slaughter and judgment, for the sake of so-called balance... has already laid out a deadly trap?

To go, or to stay? This choice weighs a ton. On one side lies the safe path to godhood for the Sea God; on the other, the unknown bloodshed and turmoil of their homeland.

However, Feng Yao gazed at the three worried women, then at the solemn statue of the sea god, his initial solemnity gradually transforming into a relieved smile. He bowed slightly to Poseidon, his voice calm yet containing an unwavering resolve: "Senior, I am deeply grateful for the sea god's concern. However," he changed his tone, his gaze sharp, "if I were to shrink back because of the dangers ahead and remain here, what right would I have to presume to claim the position of god who governs the ocean and protects all sea creatures?"

He raised his hand and pointed to the vast and boundless sea, as if conversing with the sages of ten thousand years ago: "Back then, the Sea God did not become a god out of thin air, but through countless battles, he unified the vast sea and achieved godhood in a magnificent journey. How could a true godhood be borne by seclusion and ascetic cultivation?"

His gaze swept over Ning Rongrong, Dugu Yan, and Ye Lingling again, his eyes filled with both tenderness and determination: "On the continent, there are people that I must protect, and promises that have not yet been fulfilled. Even if the opponent is a god, and the road ahead is an abyss, I will still forge ahead. The power of the gods is indeed awe-inspiring, but the will and wisdom to protect may not be unable to find a glimmer of hope."

Having said that, he turned to the majestic statue in the Temple of the Sea God and bowed deeply once more: "If this is the final test, Feng Yao... accepts it."

At this moment, his choice was clear. He chose to follow his inner sense of responsibility and the path of protection, even if it meant going against the gods, to return to the mainland and face the great calamity that even the sea god had foreseen. This courage and sense of duty were perhaps the final piece of the puzzle needed to achieve the sea god's divine status.

Looking into Feng Yao's unwavering gaze, Poseidon knew that any attempt to dissuade him was futile. A complex emotion flickered across her aged face—a mixture of worry and admiration—ultimately settling into a long sigh. She slowly stepped aside to make way, saying hoarsely, "Since you've made up your mind, be careful in everything you do."

Feng Yao bowed solemnly to Poseidon, and then, together with Ning Rongrong, Dugu Yan, and Ye Lingling, turned and boarded the ship that was leaving Poseidon Island.

As the Demon Soul Great White Shark exerted its power, the ship slowly sailed away from the sacred sea area shrouded in a seven-colored halo. Watching the Sea God Island recede into the distance, the three women felt a sense of loss, while also feeling tense about the unknown road ahead.

Just as the outline of Poseidon Island was about to disappear into the horizon, a majestic yet gentle voice resounded without warning from the depths of Feng Yao's mind, like a thunderclap: "Feng Yao."

It's the sea god!
"Since you are determined to go, I will give you one more piece of advice." The Sea God's voice carried a hint of solemnity, "Your second martial soul is a supreme weapon martial soul that connects with heaven and earth and evolves the laws. Its potential is far beyond that of ordinary weapon martial souls. Use it well, and you may be able to glimpse a glimmer of hope in desperate situations and turn the tide. Remember, remember!"

This sudden telepathic communication sent a jolt through Feng Yao's mind! The Sea God had specifically reminded him again before he left, highlighting the unique nature and crucial role of his second martial soul! This meant that the crisis on the continent might truly require the use of the deepest power of the Innate Eight Trigrams Plate to resolve. Feng Yao's expression remained unchanged, so as not to disturb the three women beside him, but his mind respectfully responded: "Thank you for your guidance, Lord Sea God. This junior will certainly remember it, deeply study the Way of the Qin, and live up to your expectations!"

The sea god's divine will receded like the tide, as if it had never existed.

The ship continued sailing on the vast, boundless sea. Several days later, when the coastline of the mainland was already in sight, Feng Yao, standing at the bow, suddenly opened his eyes, his pupils flashing with an incredulous light!

He clearly sensed an indescribable, terrifying aura, surpassing all things, surging forth from the direction of the continent! That aura contained an evil, murderous will, as if the rules of the entire world were resonating with it and submitting to it!
Although he was unfamiliar with this fluctuation, he understood that it was probably an energy fluctuation triggered when one achieves godhood!

"This is... the fluctuation of a god's birth!" Feng Yao's heart sank instantly, his expression becoming extremely solemn. "Moreover, this aura... is filled with evil and slaughter... is it Bibi Dong...?"

He was almost certain that Bibi Dong had already become a god within the Spirit Empire! Perhaps, as he suspected, what the Sea God feared was indeed Asura…

The sea god's warning still echoed in his ears. Now, sensing the magnificent divine power emanating from the continent, Feng Yao truly understood the weight of his words. The birth of a new god was enough to overturn the existing order, but if there were more than one... the power structure of the continent would be completely restructured, and the struggles of mortals would escalate into a contest between gods.

Feng Yao already understood the logic behind this. The position of a deity is not the end of cultivation, but a completely new beginning. Among deities, there are also differences in strength and rank. When a mortal sheds their mortal form, achieves divine status, and gains near-eternal life, their very existence, especially their subsequent cultivation and advancement, will inevitably continue to draw upon the vast energy of heaven and earth. This may be the key to maintaining a delicate balance in the divine realm—resources are not infinite.

Looking back, was the Asura God's seemingly "casual" succession to Tang San in the original story truly solely because Tang San was the only suitable candidate? Perhaps a deeper reason lies in maintaining the stability of the total number of deities in the God Realm, or even... reducing it. Whether it's the Asura God's position, the Sea God's position, or the other god positions inherited by the Shrek Seven Devils, these are all pre-existing divine positions in the God Realm. Tang San holding two god positions means that the actual number of deities the God Realm needs to support has not increased, but rather decreased by one.

From the perspective of the rulers of the divine realm, this was undoubtedly a far more "economical" and "safe" choice than allowing the two "newly born" deities, Angel God (Qian Renxue) and Rakshasa God (Bibi Dong), to flood into the divine realm together. The former was an optimization and reorganization of internal positions, while the latter required additional resources to bear the added pressure. Behind this cold calculation lies the ironclad law of resources and order in the divine realm.

Feng Yao gazed intently towards the continent, a chill creeping into his heart. The appearance of this godhood fluctuation signified that the ruthless rules of the divine realm had begun to exert their influence on this continent. What he would face was perhaps not merely the struggle for imperial supremacy among mortals, but a far grander and more brutal game involving the order and resource allocation of the divine realm.

Even though he, a level 99 Limit Douluo, has reached the pinnacle of the mortal realm, what are his chances of winning against a true god-level powerhouse? That is an absolute gap in terms of life level and control over rules.

The dangers ahead suddenly surged due to the aura of this divine presence, as if stepping from a turbulent rapid into the gaping maw of an abyss that devours everything! However, the light in Feng Yao's eyes was not extinguished by this terrifying pressure; instead, it shone with an even sharper and more resolute cold light, like a divine weapon that had been forged through countless trials!

So what if he's a god? Feng Yao's path of cultivation has been smooth throughout his life, and he believes that this time will be no exception. Since this so-called divine position has become a shackle binding all living beings, since those high and mighty gods use the name of "balance" to suppress others...

A thought that was utterly rebellious yet perfectly aligned with his true nature suddenly illuminated his mind like a lightning bolt piercing through the darkness: Since there aren't enough seats... then let them be vacated!

Since the God of Asura intends to use his divine authority to interfere with the trajectory of the mortal realm, then I will do the opposite and directly target the core of his scheme—to obstruct Tang San's divine succession. Once the succession process is thwarted, it concerns the order of the divine realm and his own authority, and the God of Asura will absolutely not sit idly by.

However, the laws of the divine realm are strict, and even a god-king like the Asura God cannot directly intervene in his true form. At that time, the only thing he can rely on is to have his subordinate gods act as Tang San's assistants.

Thinking of this, a cold smile flashed in Feng Yao's eyes. Under the throne of the Asura God, how many subordinate gods were there? Even someone with Ma Hongjun's temperament and strength could be granted the title of a second-level god, demonstrating the vastness of his pantheon. If I could defeat these successors to their divine positions one by one, or force their lineages to end, it would be tantamount to tearing open gaps in the Asura pantheon.

Every time I kill a deity who hasn't entered the divine realm, it may force a divine position to become vacant; every interruption of a lineage means that the divine realm must choose a successor again. In this way, isn't it exactly what I want? Unconsciously, I have become the hand that drives the change of divine positions and accelerates the circulation of "seats" in the divine realm.

This method, though perilous, is the only way to turn the Asura God's intervention into an opportunity in this desperate situation. Since the divine realm uses rules as its chessboard, then I will carve a bloody path for those who come after me within this chessboard.

Guide and facilitate the passing down of divine positions to more deities, allowing those stagnant seats to truly circulate! This world should not be allowed to be stifled by a few vested interests in the name of "balance," suppressing all hopes of those who come after!
Thinking of this, an unprecedented surge of pride and fighting spirit rose within him. This was no longer a simple confrontation, but a grand ambition to overthrow the old order and reshape the rules!

"Speed ​​up!" Feng Yao ordered in a deep voice, his voice not loud, but filled with resolute determination.

As if sensing the surging battle intent of Feng Yao, the Demon Soul Great White Sharks, driven by their soul power, shot towards the continent, which was already shrouded in divine might and was about to be ravaged by a storm, at an even faster speed, like sharp arrows tearing through the sea.

The real test, a matter of life and death, and even more so a test of faith and the path we must take, is now truly beginning. (End of Chapter)